Page 212 - No fear Shakespeare - Romeo and Juliet

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Romeo and Juliet Act 3, scene 5
Sailing in this salt flood. The winds thy sighs, Who, raging with thy tears, and they with them, Without a sudden calm will overset
Thy tempest-tossed body.-How now, wife? Have you delivered to her our decree?
LADY CAPULET
Ay, sir, but she will none, she gives you thanks.
I would the fool were married to her grave!
CAPULET
Soft, take me with you, take me with you, wife. How, will she none? Doth she not give us thanks? Is she not proud? Doth she not count her blessed, Unworthy as she is, that we have wrought
So worthy a gentleman to be her bride?
JULIET
Not proud you have, but thankful that you have. Proud can I never be ofwhat I hate,
But thankful even for hate that is meant love.
CAPULET
How, how, how, how? Chopped logic! What is this? "Proud," and "I thank you," and "I thank you not," And yet "not proud"? Mistress minion you,
Thank me no thankings, nor proud me no prouds, But fettle your fine joints'gainst Thursday next
To go with Paris to Saint Peter's Church,
Or I will drag thee on a hurdle thither.
Out, you green sickness, carrion! Out, you baggage! You tallow face!
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LADY CAPULET
JULIET
Fie, fie! What, are you mad?
Good Father, I beseech you on my knees, Hear me with patience but to speak a word.